When no one else ever seemed to care,
My Demons have always been right there.
Each time I've lost the will to fight,
They've promised to hold me all through the night.
Though they may help for just a while,
Without them I could never smile.
No longer do they wait to be invited,
For we have bonded and can't be divided.
On the lonely nights they keep me warm,
An evil shelter from a perfect storm.
Full of lust and full of greed.
Growing stronger each time they feed.
My Demons keep me from going insane,
They help to numb me from all my pain.
Never did I want them to hold on so long,
But their grip is tight, and their grip is strong.
Now whenever reality requires some quick evading,
There they are so patiently waiting.
So when my world becomes something I begin to fear,
My Demons whisper softly into my ear,
"We are here my dear, we will help you cope,
All you need is a little more dope... "

By:
T.K.